Today we spent some time together and I asked him if he would forgive me for making him feel or saying things that made him feel anything other than loved... In return he told me this story he had recently come across:
"There once was a professor who was teaching forgiveness. He called a student to the front and gave him a glass and told him to break it. The student dutifully dropped it on the ground and it broke. The professor then asked the student to say sorry to the glass, in which he did. The professor asked the student - "Did saying sorry to the glass fix it?" The student said "No.".
The professor then said to the student - "Do you think you could fix it if you put the pieces together?" The student said "Yes" and proceeded proceeded to pick the pieces up and glue them back together. The student was then asked, "Is the glass fixed? Is the glass fit for purpose?", to which he shrugged his shoulders and said "I don't know." The professor then filled it with water and water leaked out through the cracks. He looked at the student and asked "did putting it back together fix it together fix it?" to which the young student said "No".
The professor said "leave it alone and go over there", and when the student had turned away, he asked, "Did you fix it by leaving it alone?". The young man said "no".
Then lastly, the professor said to the student - "Replace it", to which the student got another glass and replaced the broken one. The student was then asked "by replacing it - did you fix it?", to which he replied "No, I just replaced it."
The professor then said - this is what forgiveness is like."
I don't know if I was the glass or the student in this story but I certainly him nice and clearly and today out the mouth of babes I was schooled.
Yours in friendship,
Mxo
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